my blog is like this fucking grab bag except you never exactly know what you’re going to get in said bag
is it fandom???
is it feminist rants???
is it food???
who knows you could probably find a fucking crocodile in there
Me when I’m forced to go anywhere.
"i’ll be speaking with my lawyer" is the adult version of saying "im telling mom"
treat other ladies like leslie knope treats ann perkins
Guys guys HEY GEYS OVER HERE!!! guess who just joined clone club?!?!?!
“you’re going to have that tattoo for the rest of your life”
are you serious
i had no idea thank you so much bless your soul
if lucifer needs someones consent to enter their body then so do you